Today is day 4 of social distancing, and day 2 of daily poems. Yesterday’s poem I posted at 3am so that was kind of today, but meant for yesterday. Anyway, here’s today’s:

 

Wasted

 

The sky is beautiful today

I can see it from my bed

On a slow morning filled

With stretching and lazing

And missing my dog

 

Would I have noticed it

If I’d been out there going

Somewhere meaningless

Walking under the blue of it

Like any other day

 

Where are the clouds

While we hide and cover

Ourselves under this sky

Why should the sun shine

When no one braves the light

 

Would it have been as

Beautiful if everyone

Was out appreciating it

Or is it only significant

Because it is wasted